The single moment when I knew that I had to get busy and do more was around the death of my son.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
My life comes down to three moments: the death of my father, meeting my husband, and the birth of my daughter. Everything I did previous to that just doesn't seem to add up to very much.
I worked so much when my first son was born that I missed a lot.
The stress and turmoil that my father had to go through at a young age to make sure that I didn't have the same trials and tribulations, I couldn't be more grateful.
The moment that changed me for ever was the moment my first child was born. I was happy, filled with hope, and thought, 'Now I understand the whole point of work, of life, of love.'
When my son was born, and after a day of lying-in I was told that I could leave the hospital and take him home, I burst into tears. It wasn't the emotion of the moment: it was shock and horror.
The happiest moment of my life was probably when my daughter was born.
My special thing as a kid was to play dead because I thought I was really good at it. When I was 7 or 8, I even did it in the bathroom with a hair dryer in the bathtub. I realized that I was good at it because each time my mom would scream.
When my son was born, I decided I wasn't really into working 12 hours a day. That slowed me down a little bit.
Finding out I was pregnant was one of the most joyous moments in my life. I will never forget it.
Running around when I was a kid was a really happy time; a time when getting home for dinner or for sleep were my only responsibilities.